Lili Pistorius – Same Thing
Genre Pop

LYRIC
Same Thing

Verse 1

I like sleeping by myself, like to do things by myself
Sitting on the balcony, writing and asking myself
"Did anything change?", "Is it just today?"
Threw the blankets, and the covers, and the sheets in my washing machine
I still make them coffee early in the morning
Hoping they will leave after I make 'em eggs on toast
And say that I have shit to do, go and run some errands
As soon as the door hits the lock, I go back to bed again
I don't care about their seven figures
Couldn't give a fuck about their brother's Tesla
The cuddles, and the kisses, make me feel uncomfortable
Can't pretend sex and feelings are gonna be the same thing though
The most comfortable place on earth: The armchair at my grandma's house
Eating all the calories, dreaming 'bout reality
Listen to the story, how she met my grandpa way back then
When she asks me about my love life, I tell her the same thing

Chorus

The same thing
I tell her the same thing again
Tell them the same thing
Tell them the same thing again
When someone else is going through my head
Other guys don't make me forget
That it's not the same thing
Oh, it's not the same thing
It's not the same thing, oh-oh

Verse 2

I'm fine being by myself, don't wanna talk about myself
Questions they ask me, I don't even know the answer myself
They say "Just play the game, why trying in vain?"
I'm fine being the lucky loser if that means I stay the same
Don't wanna be the Bonnie if Clyde doesn't care for me
What's the point of committing a crime if jail has shitty coffee?
And talking about addiction, Caffeine is my Kryptonite
But no, I don't wanna snort lines on my kitchen table tonight
I don't care about their seven figures
Couldn't give a fuck about their daddy's Bentley
My momma always said people who value fancy cars
Are always the ones ending up having the smallest private parts
Stop asking why I didn't come, how 'bout you ask yourself that question
You know there are dreams and then there is reality
I'm not the one to talk, 'cause my mind is always somewhere else
When they wonder why I seem absent, I tell them the same thing

Chorus

The same thing
I tell her the same thing again
Tell them the same thing
Tell them the same thing again
When someone else is going through my head
Other guys don't make me forget
That it's not the same thing
Oh, it's not the same thing
It's not the same thing, oh-oh
The same thing
I tell her the same thing again
Tell them the same thing
Tell them the same thing again
When someone else is going through my head
Other guys don't make me forget
That it's not the same thing
Oh, it's not the same thing
It's not the same thing, oh-oh

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